IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD I GREW UP in, I did not know the area was being kept under a bubble. Most everyone in the neighborhood had similar physical features or traits. We had one large grocery store, so you were always bumping into people you knew, the same with only two pharmacies. I knew everyone who lived on my entire square block and then some. For the most part we were all the same race, religion and had the same socioeconomical status. I would like to say I lived an idyllic life, but that would not be exactly true. Though I had many friends in the neighborhood, groups of us would get together and play every day during summer vacation; I suddenly felt something was different about me. I began noticing most of the other boys enjoyed things that did not hold the same attraction for me. For example, everyone I knew loved playing some type of team sport; I on the other hand preferred riding my bike or playing my version of tennis by hitting a ball against a wall. Most kids I knew enjoyed going away for summer camp; I hated the idea and refused when I was asked if I wanted to go with my friends. So, it was those types of things that started to make me feel like I was not like everyone else. And what sealed it for me was the fact I grew up enjoying classical music and playing the piano. No one else my age had any interest in it.      IT WAS NOT UNTIL COLLEGE, WHEN I moved out of state, that I realized there were so many different versions of the people I grew up with from my neighborhood. Plus, I am not talking about their skin color or religion since I was quite versed in those through my schooling. It was their mindset, their thoughts, their actions, their belief systems, and their appreciation and avoidance of things which were matching up with mine. Through those years away from home, I was forming a new circle of people around me who were becoming my family. Not to replace what I already had, but to increase and expand my awarenesses. I understood one did not need to have shared blood to become family. It was a revelation to me. To meet someone from different circumstances, a different part of the world and yet be able to connect to our shared interests and feelings was a “heady” feeling. And this was despite going to a school where the major I was studying put me in classes where I certainly looked like I was a minority. It is because of these experiences I could easily understand the main character in this animated adventure sequel.      ACTING ON HER THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS for connections, Moana, voiced by Auli’I Adam (Mean Girls, The Power-TV), embarks on a sea adventure that would become treacherous and perilous. With Dwayne Johnson (Black Adam, Red One) voicing Maui, relative newcomer Hualalai Chung voicing Moni, Rose Matafeo (Baby Done, Starstruck-TV) voicing Loto, and David Fane (Next Goal Wins, Our Flag Means Death-TV) voicing Kele; this musical sequel was a visible wonder. The creativity and animation were exciting, and the cast was perfect. The issue was that the script did not match any of these positive features. I felt lost at times and lost connection with the characters. The other issue was how long it took to introduce Dwayne’s character into the story. Based on the original film, he certainly is one of the stronger characters and I felt he was needed earlier in this picture. I feel young kids will not care and thoroughly enjoy this movie; the songs are fun but not memorable, great action scenes, and I appreciated the message in the story. If the movie studio plans on another film for this franchise, I hope they work at matching the excitement of the first one.                  

2 ½ stars